Opinion

Dear Editor , Whilst we salute our frontlines in all that they do and have done for us, the people of British Columbia/Richmond, we must specifically tip our hats to Dr.

A bicycle accident ended our ‘staycation’ and landed my husband in Royal Columbian Hospital for five days. Here’s what happened.

All Bel wanted to do was go for a nice walk in her Burnaby neighbourhood. She lives near me on Burnaby Mountain in the quiet UniverCity development.

Fresh off last week’s column about Sixth Street being called a “racetrack” comes another Burnaby resident raising concerns about drivers on their neighbourhood’s street.

I’m a proud Campbell who celebrates my Scottish heritage as often as I can, especially when downing a big pile of haggis every Robbie Burns Day. But I’m not going to let that stand in the way of change.

Fresh off impounding 16 vehicles because they were literally too dangerous to drive, Burnaby RCMP’s traffic enforcement unit stopped what could be the worst truck ever.

Mae Burrows just wants kids to have a proper sidewalk that they can safely use while on their way to school. Instead, what the neighbourhood got is derisively referred to by area residents as the “sidewalk to nowhere.

I’ve heard some pretty heinous tales in my time, but nothing quite like what I was told by a Burnaby man about his elderly parents being terrorized for sport. The perpetrators are a couple of real beauties.

As we enter the third month of the pandemic, it’s encouraging to see that things are starting to change a bit. B.C. has done an exemplary job of navigating the coronavirus, and we are on the verge of more activities being opened up again.

A commentary by a former deputy minister in 10 ministries under five premiers, who also ran his own small business for 20 years.